Wizard Earl

Chapter 645 The Story of Margaret

"There was a little girl who didn't know who her parents or family were. From the time she was old enough to understand, she lived in a monastery that worshipped the goddess of storms. In the eyes of ordinary people, the church is such a noble and great entity, but if you were inside it, you would find its decay and obsolescence, its appallingly low efficiency, and the group of parasites who lie on the church and keep sucking its blood. These parasites don't care about the future and development of the church; they only know how to fight for power and profit, and they fight desperately for their own benefit..."

At this point, a hint of sadness flickered in Margaret's eyes. However, she seemed to realize she had spoken out of turn, and instead of continuing about the Church of Storms, she paused to gather her thoughts before speaking again to Connor:

"The monastery is a special entity within the Storm Church. Every year, the Storm Church secretly selects children with wizarding talent from among the children of ordinary believers and unclaimed children, and then sends them to the monastery in the name of the Goddess for training. The monastery is an extremely harsh place. There, all children must abide by the church's rules, and the slightest mistake will result in severe, even cruel, punishment. A bottom-ranking elimination system is implemented there. If your cultivation level ranks last, or if the priest believes your faith in the Goddess is not pure enough, you will be eliminated. And the result of elimination is to atone to the Storm Goddess with your death!"

"To reduce the homesickness of children in the monastery and to focus their attention on faith in the goddess and spiritual practice, children with families in the monastery are not allowed to see their families or have any correspondence with them until they reach adulthood!"

"And when the students in the monastery grow up to be sixteen years old and leave the monastery to officially fight for the church, the church will arrange a very special coming-of-age ceremony for them. During the ceremony, each of them must personally kill a heretic..." As she spoke, a mocking smile appeared on Margaret's beautiful face, as if she was very disdainful of this coming-of-age ceremony of killing heretics.

After a pause, Margaret asked Connor, "The little girl in my story is quite pretty and very talented, so many people in the convent tried to take advantage of her, but none of them succeeded. Connor, do you know why?"

Under Margaret's gaze, Connor did not reply immediately. He knew that although Margaret was ostensibly telling him a story, it was very likely not a story at all, but something that had actually happened to Margaret. Margaret was using this method to tell him the answer to the question he had always wanted to know.

After a moment's hesitation, Connor looked at Margaret and asked, "Is someone protecting the little girl?"

"That's right!"

Margaret nodded slightly, affirming Connor's answer. A faint smile appeared on her stunningly beautiful face. Then, as if recalling the past, she continued, "There was a very powerful older sister named Eileen. Although Eileen had no blood relation with the little girl, she was very kind to her, took great care of her, guided her in her cultivation, and taught her how to survive in the monastery. Without her protection, the little girl would have become a plaything for those priests..." As she finished speaking, a mocking look reappeared in Margaret's beautiful eyes.

After a few seconds of pause, Margaret continued, "With the guidance of her sister Eileen and her own considerable talent, she became an intermediate wizard apprentice at the age of sixteen. However, just as the girl was preparing to share this joyous moment with her sister Eileen, she learned that Eileen had been transferred to a secret mission and her whereabouts were unknown. And just a month later, when the little girl passed her coming-of-age ceremony at the convent, news of her sister Eileen arrived!"

"What news?"

Seeing that Margaret had stopped abruptly at the point, Connor, who had been concentrating intently, was slightly taken aback, and then asked:

Margaret lowered her head and slowly began to speak: "Dead! Killed by N, left naked at the entrance of the Carvalho Church, suffering countless rapes before her death..." Margaret's voice was filled with pain as she finished speaking, and her body trembled slightly.

Upon hearing this, Connor was taken aback and said apologetically to Margaret, "I'm sorry..."

"It's alright, someone as smart as Connor will definitely recognize me!" Margaret, her voice slightly trembling, waved to Connor, then gave a bitter smile and said:

"I crave power, and for that I defied the Church's rules to practice forbidden blood magic. I want revenge for my sister Eileen; I want to kill everyone who committed atrocities against her; I want them to pay the price. I have been searching for these people and have never given up!"

"During my training in the Heart of Storms, I obtained a top-secret document. I learned that when Sister Erin received orders from the Storm Church, her secret mission was to infiltrate the Secret Society. However, less than half a month later, Old Victor discovered the mission had failed and captured him. Before killing Sister Erin, he had more than ten people gang rape her, and then slowly..."

"Over the years, those dozen or so secret society disciples who humiliated Sister Eileen have all died in the church's pursuit, but only old Victor is still alive and well in this world. So I want to make that bastard Victor taste all the tortures of time, and die slowly in pain and repentance." Margaret told Connor this bitter past that only she knew, with a cold look in her eyes.

Sensing the coldness and cruelty emanating from Margaret's eyes, even Connor felt a chill creep into his heart. At the same time, his spirit faintly sensed a terrifying energy emanating from Margaret. Carefully sensing this terror, Connor vaguely felt that Margaret's current strength should be above his own... Otherwise, if Margaret were only like this, he wouldn't have felt such a chill.

"Margaret, when do you plan to make your move against old Victor?" Connor asked, looking at Margaret, who had calmed down and was gradually regaining her composure.

(End of this chapter)